‘ The devil is a lie‘
I should have gotten up and went to church on this warm and glorious day.
The devil think’s that he has me, but it’s okay.
Even though I didn’t go; he didn’t get his way.
God is the author and the finisher of my life; he has the final say.
I have to get my act together; God’s will and way, I have to obey.
Come what will; come what may, I have to continually pray.
For all of my mistakes; I’m the one that will have to pay.
So that old devil has to go away.
I refuse to let him dictate my life; I will not let him stay.